"...she knew first hand that when love was put into action, it was enough to save us all. Love wasn’t just a band-aid, it was the cure."

”

-Does your sister let you touch her, Gemini?
-Barely, but, yes, more than anyone else. I remember even in preschool when the teacher would grab her hand, she’d stare at the spot where their skin connected as if it were an affront to her existence. Just stand there and glare like she wanted to hurt someone.

“Look, I just need you to show me the ropes. Give me some dating pointers. The how-to guide to wooing the hoo hoo.”

”

I was done.
Done with men.
Women say it all the time; they get fed up, throw their hands in the air, and vow a life of celibacy—until the next chiseled chest comes into view and then they’re foaming at the mouth and wiping the drool from their chins. But this was different, I really meant it.

I was done.
Done with men.
Women say it all the time; they get fed up, throw their hands in the air, and vow a life of celibacy—until the next chiseled chest comes into view and then they’re foaming at the mouth and wiping the drool from their chins. But this was different, I really meant it.

"Ideally, it’d be clever of us to treat this as a one-night stand, but we both know it’s much more than that. At least it is now. It didn’t start off that way. I thought I was being a smooth operator when I kissed her. Little did I know what I was in for."

"Out of all the harmful things I could have ever done to myself, falling in love has got to be the worst. But some lessons need to be learned the hard way."

”

Heartless. Conceited. Shallow.
Three simple words to describe me.

I had everything a girl could ask for, yet nothing I truly needed.
I’d made peace with who I was and the expectations set upon me long ago.
Only to have that peace shattered when a nameless hero rode into my world.